OK, I was in my kitchen with my roommates, and they were talking about how everyone is moving away. All of a sudden, I shouted "The center cannot hold!" After I said it I had no idea where it came from, so I got on the internet and googled it. It was from the second coming by W.B. Yeats
"The Second Coming"
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all convictions, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: somewhere in sands of the desert
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Reel shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again; but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
What's funny is that I don't remember ever reading this poem before. Isn't that creepy? I guess I probably read it a long time ago and just don't remember. Have any of you ever done that before?
PS- I love those last to lines. Don't they just give you chills and echo in your head.